Mo Sheng's heart pounded as he gripped his phone tightly, unsure whether to speak up.
Before Mo Sheng had made up his mind, Mo Yunchen had already walked past him towards the office in America, with Mo Tang carrying documents headed in Mo Yunchen's direction.
Mo Sheng bit down on his teeth and walked into Mo Yunchen's office, "President Mo, I have something to say."
Seated behind his desk, Mo Yunchen looked indifferently at Mo Sheng, "What is it?"
Mo Tang looked up at the distressed Mo Sheng and frowned slightly, "Just say it if there's something. What's with the hesitation?"
"It's about Miss Qin. Just now, Miss Fan from Fan Corporation sent me a few photos." Mo Sheng finished speaking and respectfully handed his phone to Mo Yunchen.
Mo Yunchen took the phone and looked at the pictures. His usually unflappable demeanor turned grim.